With the ability of a Qi cultivator, the meridians of the whole body are small, and there is no time to replenish the aura in the dantian. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Therefore, at this time, the monks in the foundation building process will tear the meridians in order to widen the meridians so that more spiritual energy can enter the body, so that the dantian can quickly reach a full state.

And the misunderstanding of Shen Yueli's cultivation is here.

It is written on the foundation building experience that before building the foundation, you must go out to experience killing demon beasts, or release spells to volatilize the aura in your body.

In this way, if you meditate and cultivate, the cycle will continue, and in the process of cultivation, the monk's meridians will gradually broaden under the tempering again and again.

When the foundation is built, it will not be caught off guard by the situation of tearing the meridians.

In fact, many disciples in the Qi cultivation period failed to build a foundation, and most of them couldn't bear the pain of torn meridians. Those who are not very patient will directly withdraw from the foundation, and those who are strong will be divided into two types.

One is that he can't stand the pain and is persevering, and such a disciple will faint. The second is similar to the first, but the results are too tragic.

Because it is written in the book that some people grit their teeth and persevere, but they are likely to go crazy and fail to build a foundation. After that, such people will be accompanied by demons, so that there is no hope of building a foundation.

This is not the worst, the worst thing is that some people who grit their teeth and insist, the meridians of the whole body are broken, and their strength is regressive, not to mention building the foundation again, and some people even explode and die directly in the foundation building.

Seeing this, Shen Yueli frowned deeply, closed the book, and began to hesitate a little in her heart.

Rongyuan Palace, who had been paying attention to Shen Yueli, saw that after she finished reading the book, she showed a tangled look. It didn't seem that he was planning to build a foundation, and Mingkong Daojun smiled with satisfaction.

Then he called the blackbird again, and pulled out a small black teacup from the ring.

The blackbird was very well-behaved in front of Mingkong Daojun, and he picked up a small teacup and flew towards Fangli Garden.

When he arrived at Fangli Garden, he saw that the doors and windows were closed, and the blackbird rolled his eyes in displeasure.

I wanted to scream, but I still had something in my mouth, but I couldn't do it, so I could only flapp my wings and flap it on the window.

Shen Yueli was frowning and contemplating, when she suddenly heard movement outside the window.

Looking up, under the illumination of the moonlight, through the window, Shen Yueli saw a bird tapping on the window.

That bird was the same one just now.

Knowing that this bird was raised by Mingya Daojun, Shen Yueli didn't dare to delay, and stood up and opened the window.

Then, before he could look up, he saw the blackbird fall into the house at once. He rolled on the ground a few times, and then flapped his wings several times before he stood dizzy.

After standing up, the blackbird jumped up angrily as if accusing Shen Yueli.

Naturally, Shen Yueli, who was not of the same species as it, couldn't understand what the blackbird was jumping about. But seeing its fried hair, Shen Yueli still thinks it's cute.

The blackbird kowtowed, blamed Shen Yueli, and saw that she didn't apologize.

Angry, he stomped his foot, then dropped the teacup and flew out.

It wants to go back and complain to its own Daojun, saying that the little girl bullied it. Hum!

Seeing that the blackbird dropped a teacup and flew away from the window quickly, Shen Yueli was a little confused.

However, shifting her gaze to the teacup that had been dropped by the blackbird, Shen Yueli bent down to pick it up, her brows furrowed again.

What does it mean for Mingya Daojun to send this blackbird to send a small teacup for no reason.

"Gather all your spiritual energy and hit the teacup."

Shen Yueli was puzzled when she suddenly heard a voice coming. Shen Yueli shuddered all over, waiting to hear who this voice was.

Her eyes were wide open, and there was a hint of consternation on her face.

Because the voice she heard was Mingkong Daojun's, that is, her cheap master.

In other words, the teacup was sent by the blackbird. The foundation building experience was also sent by him to the blackbird.

But when did her cheap master become so kind, Shen Yueli's heart was full of questions.

Doubts are doubts, Shen Yueli knows that the cheap master will not harm her, but is helping her. She also let go of the doubts in her heart, gathered her aura and hit the small black teacup.

Then I saw that the teacup emitted a white light and gradually grew larger.

Emitting white light, isn't this a legendary spirit artifact? Shen Yueli's heart moved slightly.

But this was not the time for her to be in a daze, as she saw the black teacup getting bigger and bigger.

It wasn't until it was big enough to occupy more than half of the house.

It is estimated that if it weren't for the fact that this room was empty, Shen Yueli could foresee that if there was anything in the house, it would be crushed by this black tank.

That's right, it's a cylinder!

Because when the teacup gets bigger, the prototype is revealed, and it becomes a huge vat.

Shen Yueli stood next to the black jar and looked extremely petite.

Seeing that the black tank was wondering, what was this tank for, and then her cheap master's voice came again, "Go in." ”

Get in? Shen Yueli understood that Mingkong Daojun was letting her into the tank.

Without thinking about it, knowing that the cheap master was helping her, Shen Yueli jumped into the tank.

As soon as he entered, Shen Yueli's eyes in the jar were dark, as if she had fallen into a black hole.

When he got used to the light, he looked around, and saw nothing other than countless golden runes on the walls of the cylinder.

"Gather the aura and hit the wall of the cylinder."

Without waiting for Shen Yueli to wonder, Mingkong Daojun's voice came again.

Then, Shen Yueli did as her cheap master said, gathering aura and hitting the wall of the cylinder.

Then when the aura hit the cylinder wall, Shen Yueli was surprised to find that the aura was completely absorbed by the cylinder wall.

Seeing this, Shen Yueli gathered her aura and smashed it towards the wall of the cylinder one after another.

It wasn't until half an hour later that Shen Yueli was sweating profusely, and the aura on her body was squandered.

Since then, she has known that Master Cheap has also thought about the predicament she is facing now, so he will send this black vat to help her cultivate.

Regarding the cheap master's approach, Shen Yueli's heart was warm at the moment.

I secretly planned in my heart that after the foundation building was successful, I must thank her for being a cheap master.

Shen Yueli had completely completed her aura, and she was tired at the moment and wanted to rest for a while, and then continue to meditate and cultivate.

But just as she was about to sit down, an aura suddenly came, striking her in the back.

Shen Yueli couldn't defend against this blow, and she didn't have the ability to defend it, so she could only take this blow alive.

However, it is conceivable that Shen Yueli was directly slapped on the wall of the cylinder by this aura, and then slowly fell.

Then, before Shen Yueli could take a look at her injuries, one after another, the overwhelming aura came to her one after another.

There was no time to think about anything else, Shen Yueli secretly scolded the cheap master.

Raised her steps, dodging attacks coming at her from all directions.

An hour later, Shen Yueli wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth, looked at a messy set of clothes, brushed the broken hair that flew up in front of her forehead, and lay at the bottom of the tank like a corpse, with more air out and less air intake. (To be continued.) )